Maea
The worst of all blessings
"Mh, well, there might be a bit more to my leaving than that," she murmured, staring morosely at the flowers. Sensing Liam's approach, she thought nothing of it until he reached past her to pluck one of the blossoms. A startled laugh escaped her as it was offered to her; her smile took on a bemused cast as she carefully accepted it, and the look she gave him was delighted, despite her best attempt at appearing unphased.
"Thank you." Bringing the flower to her nose, she found it had a faintly sweet aroma, so subtle it could easily be missed. Just like the Roses, she supposed. "I don't mean to be impatient... it's just that I can't move on if I don't find that flower. I'll be stuck here, or forced to give up my plans..." Tucking the gift into her hair beside a white-polished horn, she smiled at the dragoon and shrugged helplessly, then turned to go back to the path.
"Thank you." Bringing the flower to her nose, she found it had a faintly sweet aroma, so subtle it could easily be missed. Just like the Roses, she supposed. "I don't mean to be impatient... it's just that I can't move on if I don't find that flower. I'll be stuck here, or forced to give up my plans..." Tucking the gift into her hair beside a white-polished horn, she smiled at the dragoon and shrugged helplessly, then turned to go back to the path.
The most beautiful of curses
Base by Skylark
